why should it matter if i die now if its going to happen anyways and will not affect anything in any way? my existence is temporary.there is literally nothing worthy in this earth and everything has no purpose. we will all die and all efforts made will go to waste. my existence is really not needed. i will die and the people who remember me will die and we will all die without any memory. the things i ‘accomplish’ will be forgotten so there is no point of trying for anything. and the things i do have no real value.
and i dont even know why i am so deeply, impossibly sad for no reason. nothing has even happened to me and still it doesnt go away. why should i keep on living like this? how do others find joy and peace in this bleak ass life? we do the same things every fucking day and everyday is a repeat of another. everything is just so damn plain. there is nothing for me here.